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Chapter 93(2/3)

The elevator immediately fell down like a rock. After a few seconds, a loud crash sounded.

Zhu Yang was still hanging alone at the beginning, watching the corresponding floors enter through this elevator shaft, and smiled with satisfaction.

At the same time, inside the prison area.

It's just afternoon that the construction has just started, and the prison has to be able to cover up to some extent.

Therefore, some manual orders were also taken over to the outside world for the surface to maintain normal operation. In fact, the benefits brought by these orders were really a drop in the real expenses of the entire prison.

The four players were a little worried about Zhu Yang. Anyone with a little brain knew that there was something wrong with a prison that had been haunted for a long time and died regularly.

However, except for Zheng Nan, they have not encountered any abnormalities at present.

Even Zheng Nan's time, except for answering a phone call, the so-called ghost was told by Zhu Yang the next day, and it was not really a face.

So they are confused about the situation now. They are not sure why Zhu Yang was taken away.

On the contrary, the capable person is more worried about Zhu Yang's connector Ross. After all, the fact that the guy showed is impressive.

They can have hope of seeing the dawn, and the prison naturally won't notice her special features.

But this care came too quickly, and Ross didn't even know if they had enough time.

But within a few minutes, she didn't have to think so much, because there was already a commotion on it.

The prisoners were working, and suddenly the alarm bell rang, and a notice was sent on the radio to let them all return to their cells and standby.

Everyone complained that the prisoners' work was not heavy, and the prison did not promote much.

Generally speaking, chatting and fucking in the workshop is definitely better than staying in a cell where you can’t even stretch your feet.

Who is happy to stay there except sleeping?

The radio was more and more urgent, and the prison guards were moving more and more rudely.

Several players and Ross immediately understood that something might have happened to Zhu Yang, and the situation was quite shaking.

That's why here I was anxious to drive the prisoners back to the circle and focus on that end in order to concentrate on the security.

In a better direction, if they have more restraint, Zhu Yang will have less pressure.

If a riot occurs in the prison at this time, even if the superiors are unable to split their bodies, they will have to send people to come, right?

After all, I can't kill everyone in one go.

Thinking of this, the reactions of the player and the capable party are consistent.

Taking advantage of the loopholes that were clamoring when he went out, he punched the person next to him twice.

The prisoners were impatient at this moment, and a little movement was to spread the flames on the powder barrel.

The beheaded prisoner turned around and pressed the person next to him and beat him up. The person next to him was wronged and naturally refused to suffer losses.

In addition, criminals often form cliques, and even if there are no unrelated people, there are many people who are good at it, they will immediately fight.

No matter how the prison guards stopped drinking outside, they were useless to use electric shock sticks to beat them. Even because of the huge disparity in the number of people, they were crushed by the prisoners.

After fucking the prison guards and prisoners, they couldn't hold back their minds in an instant, and they started running out in groups, and there was another blow and smashing wherever they passed.

Sure enough, the prison sent more police forces to suppress them. The players and abilities were quite satisfied with the result when they saw this, but they were not much able to do now due to restrictions.

I can only do my best to escalate the commotion.

But then they found that they were still thinking too simply. When the prisoners came all the way from the work area to the canteen, the gate of the canteen fell.

Liquid gas sprayed on the ceiling, which is worthy of being a prison with zero jailbreak rate ever. This level of riot cannot cause too much storm.

Before the ability players and players lose consciousness, no matter how unwilling they are, they can only admit that it is difficult to escape from here without any preparation.

At this time, Zhu Yang had already slid down from the elevator shaft at the bottom, and forced himself to open the elevator exit door and arrived at the bottom of the prison.

In fact, she wasn't sure if it was the bottom floor, but the bottom floor that the elevator could reach was here.

Going out of the elevator shaft, you have to pass through a porch, and in front of you is a door full of technological texture.

At least Zhu Yang has never seen it in reality, and he also needs a password, fingerprint, and iris test, which is completely a configuration in science fiction movies.

Zhu Yang looked at the door and wondered if the remaining dissolving potion was enough to dissolve the hole that a person could pass through.

Not to mention that everyone has limited abilities in this game, she has the space rings and equipment she obtained from other games that are cheating.

As for the prison security and configuration I have seen, I am afraid that the dog has calculated her bug in the corresponding difficulty earlier than the game.

Otherwise, several intermediate players, especially those who are not technical players, will never be able to complete the task.

It is probably a bit possible if you change the technical type of Metaphysics or Quhe.

Just as she was thinking, the door opened before she could move.

Zhu Yang was stunned and then reacted and did not deliberately look for surveillance. Anyway, there were surveillance everywhere here.

He casually pointed his middle finger and walked in, not caring about the obvious people who asked you to get into the trap.

Sure enough, when I entered the laboratory, I saw another world.

Dozens of cylindrical glass biochemical bins are embedded in the wall, and the green potion is soaked in the appearance of unheard creatures.

Most of them have basic human forms, but they have countless other marine biological characteristics, all of which are hideous and terrifying.

Any human being will only get numb and have physiological fear and chills.

For example, the one Zhu Yang faces, the upper body is a human body, but the lower body is an octopus legs.

The proportion of eyes is particularly large, accounting for almost one-third of the entire face, with the eyeballs bulging and yellowish-brown.

However, at a glance, this is not the most ugly.

Some of the heads turned into fish heads, and the backs were covered with unknown skin similar to toad texture. The proportions of the limbs were also seriously inconsistent, and the abdomen was white and swollen, just like ten months of pregnancy.

Zhu Yang even saw a mermaid inside. The upper body was normal, but the lower body was not as beautiful as the legendary one.

The tail of the fish is more like a loach than a fish, sticky and smooth, dull and turbid yellow, and looks quite disillusioned.

Looking at it row by row, even though Zhu Yang had already developed a patience with the lower limit of aesthetics in the horror world, he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

Because the experimental subjects here are very obvious, they were all humans during their lifetime.

They are not hiding in the deep sea and growing in their random creatures, but are transformed into their current appearance.

Zhu Yang didn't know whether these creatures were dead or alive, but for all individuals, seeing so many similar species being tortured so unrecognizable, a trace of evil fire broke out in their hearts.

However, she did not forget the task and identified the test subject called Fathead Fish next to the biosilver.

Ross is right, the naming methods of the experimental subjects here are indeed similar, and they are generally named according to their fused species and their own characteristics.

For example, the lower octopus is codenamed octopus legs...

From this point of view, the person in charge of this project is quite a bit of bad fun and humorous, but the scene in front of people can't laugh at it.

Dozens of bioware are not too many. Although they cover a large area, Zhu Yang can scan it in a short time, and there is no code-named Fathead Fish.

But she didn't find the fat head fish, but she found another accident.

Because she actually saw the body of the fish scale monster.

Put it in the innermost biochemical bin, the body has obviously lost its activity, but it is well preserved by scientific means.

Just like what Zhu Yang saw in the illusion, he was full of fish scales, his face was a bit scratchy, and his figure was just like that.

Well! In short, it's not as beautiful as her, which is very important.

The fish scale monster's body has subtle incompleteness, and it is obviously that the body tissue is removed regularly for experiments.

This shows that this thing is different from other experimental subjects. It is the parent body. Perhaps many experimental subjects here have absorbed its genetic mutations.

Zhu Yang doesn't understand this very much, but if you can't find a fat-headed fish on this floor, it won't be too late here for too long.

Just as I decided to push up, I felt a gust of wind coming from my ears.

Zhu Yang turned his head and hid, and a strand of his hair was cut off and blown away in the air. After setting a distance, he found that there was one more person behind him.

No, a humanoid monster, because Zhu Yang had just seen it in the biochemical warehouse.

It turned out to be the guy with a fish-headed toad back and a swollen belly.

The other party's turbid eyes stared at Zhu Yang tightly, and his eyes were already irrational except for the beastly hunting instinct.

Zhu Yang's heart sank. It seemed that most of the experimental subjects here had become beasts.

The fish-headed monster launched the second round of attack without waiting for long.

I saw its abdomen squirming, and then it opened its mouth as fast as lightning to spit out two water-filled blades, which was much better than Zhu Yang's half-baked killer before.

The water blade brushed across the wall, and a flat and deep crack suddenly broke out on it. Zhu Yang hid quickly, but the opponent's attack frequency became increasingly dense.

The white and swollen belly bulged and shriveled quickly like an airbag.

While hiding, Zhu Yang noticed that it seemed to secrete a kind of mucus on its back.

When hunting, there are few unnecessary movements, especially animals that follow instinct.

She immediately realized something was wrong and quickly lifted up a layer of ice wall. Sure enough, those terrifying and tricky water blades were just feint attacks, and the real killer moves were here.

I saw the ice layer rise up, and when it comes into contact with the air, it melts like boiled hot water. The melted into water flows underground and turns into an ominous dark purple color.
To be continued...
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